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The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess
was bowed down in fear
The eyes which always witnessed love and care
were forced to see blood and tears
The lips which were always smiling
Were quivering with horror and nightmares.
The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care
Were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear.
With time all the wounds disappeared
But their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance from those who brought her here
The Royal blood running through her veins will not let her stop
unless she has punished all those who played unfairly
This Girl was called Ezra Gray Allistaire
And she turned out to be everyone's worst nightmare.
With those blue eyes as blue as thunder
and black hair as dark as night
She was the resurrection of the strongest wolf ever known to wolfkind.
She was the thunder wolf.
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